The Road to Godhood in Honor of Kings

"Buzz~" The sword in Lei Hu's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, a move known as "Fox Howl".

"Buzz~" The spear in the white dragon's hand also moved, which was called "Dragon's Roar".

The two faced off for a long time, with Bai Long refusing to move. Finally, a chilling murderous intent flashed in Lei Hu's eyes. "Bai Long, this is your doing... The souls of my people have already wandered, I cannot do nothing..."

The sword slashed, the spear moved, and the sound of metal clashing rang out.

A strand of silver hair fell down; it was a lock of hair that had been cut off from Bai Long.

"Why...didn't you go all out?!" Faced with Lei Hu's almost frantic questioning, Bai Long remained silent for a long time before finally uttering a few words: "I owe you."

Lei Hu was silent for a moment, then said, "Do you think this will make me believe that your slaughter of my Qingqiu clan was not your intention, and make me forgive you? Don't even think about it!"

Lightning crackled across Lei Hu's longsword. The next second, lightning crackled across the sword, accompanied by a thunderous roar. Lei Hu had made up his mind and was using his final killing move, "Thunder and Lightning."

Bai Long's hair was whipped around by the wind. Although he felt guilty towards his friend, but...

"Should I fight back? Or not? It seems that doing so might only make him angrier..." Bai Long muttered to himself, his grip on the spear tightening suddenly.

"With a flick of the spear... the White Dragon's Roar!"

"The fox cries and the wind howls!"

Suddenly, dark clouds gathered, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and beyond the clanging of metal, there seemed to be the wrath of nature unleashed by the two of them!

A moment later, the white dragon's helmet fell to the ground, and his long silver hair fell loose. Thunder Fox held a long sword, pointing it at the white dragon's reverse scale.

“You still didn’t give it your all…” Lei Hu said with a hint of regret, but there was no anger in his voice.

"Kill me, but it's best not to touch my Achilles' heel," the white dragon said softly. "Dragons have Achilles' heel; touching it means certain death... I fear that in my rage, I might harm you..."

"Now that things have come to this, what's the point of worrying about harming anyone?" Lei Hu finished speaking and then fell silent, slowly lowering the longsword in his hand.

"The journey has no end!" Lei Hu walked into the distance. He couldn't bear to kill his former friend. Although Bai Long had killed his people, when would the cycle of revenge end?

"We can drive them away, but we can't exterminate them!" Lei Hu gripped his longsword tightly. "The souls of the people of Qingqiu will not wander forever, because I am here!" Lei Hu tightened his grip on the sword. The journey is endless, but friendship seems to be different...

The souls of the clansmen are condensed into the Yuanhun Pearl carried by Lei Hu, which guards them day and night.

"Love, hate, and madness cannot compare to a laugh at the vast ocean!"

The white dragon circled above Qingqiu for three days and three nights, calling out to its friends. Fox, where have you taken the souls of your people to wander? Can friendship shattered by the blade be repaired like a broken body?

-

Years later, Lei Hu once again set foot on Qingqiu, this ancient land. How much time had passed? A thousand years, two thousand years? The souls that had wandered for so long, Lei Hu himself couldn't remember, but the Yuanhun Pearl on his body had always been with him. Inside were the souls of his clansmen. Lei Hu believed that no matter how much time had passed, as long as he was still alive, the souls of the spirits of Qingqiu would not wander forever!

"The souls of a race will eventually transcend reincarnation and give rise to a new kingdom..." Lei Hu murmured, his longsword striking the ground. "The spirit of Qingqiu is immortal!" A captivating light shone in Lei Hu's eyes—an unparalleled conviction...

The man clad in silver armor stood silently not far away. "Thunder Fox, have you really returned? It's been thousands of years..."

"A broken body can be repaired, and so can friendship..." the white dragon murmured. Who could give him a definite answer?

"Since you want your people to return, I will definitely help you find a way, even if it costs me, Bailong, my life!" Bailong's gaze was firm. Not far away, Leihu sat cross-legged on the ground, looking up at the sky, as if he was also thinking of their past friendship.

"What's mine is mine, and what's yours is also mine! Remember that, fox!" the white dragon murmured. Perhaps the Qingqiu clan truly could be reborn...

-

Time flies, I don't know how much time has passed.

Flowing water, green hills, and peach blossoms...

Do you still remember the martial arts contest under the peach blossom tree back then?

Qingqiu is once again teeming with life and filled with peace.

As the sun set, two long shadows stretched out from the edge of the cliff. One was clad in armor and wielded a spear; the other had fox-like ears and held a longsword. Though the sword's owner was unseen, the sword must have been incredibly sharp…

A little boy with fox ears arrived at the edge of the cliff. Not far away, two huge statues stood proudly, one like a dragon and the other like a fox. Their gazes seemed to be looking into the distance, or perhaps silently staring at each other...

"Indulge yourself in the vast mountains and rivers, and travel freely across the nine provinces and five peaks!"

"Eternity and a fleeting moment are separated only by my sword!"

-

Han Cheng closed the book in his hand. Friendship is priceless; we must cherish the friends around us...

"Perhaps I'm not a useless person now, but I can no longer roam the world like I used to," Han Cheng muttered to himself, lying in bed, wide awake, thinking about many things. Rather than being negative, he decided to be positive.

You know, before I had my superpowers, I still had a dream of becoming an e-sports player, and I still do today... Even though I've lost my superpowers... But dreams are not something anyone can control, except for the dreamer themselves. Otherwise, there is nothing that firm belief and determination cannot stop, and there is nothing that a chosen one who fights for their dream in the name of faith cannot achieve!

Han Cheng glanced at his phone; it was already late at night. Still awake, he thought about many things with his eyes closed, but eventually drifted off to sleep. Han Cheng had a dream—a dream that could come true: in the world-class competition of Honor of Kings, the TOL team won the championship, while the TOM team won the runner-up position.

When Han Cheng woke up, he drew back the curtains, and the morning light streamed in unrestrainedly. It seemed he had slept quite a bit. Han Cheng rubbed his sleepy eyes. He hadn't slept much these past few days, and he was probably suffering from hypersomnia, which explained why he could sleep so much. Although he felt something was missing without his superpowers, Han Cheng glanced at the calendar. He had to go to school today. Even without his superpowers or photographic memory, he still had to keep up with his studies!

"Little Orange~ knock knock knock~" Xu Xiaomeng's knocking sounded, and Han Cheng felt that this knocking sound had been a long time coming...

These two chapters include a lot of content that feels like a side story, though it can't really be considered one. After this part, the protagonist closes a book, so does that mean he's reading? I won't tell you~ However, this part was much harder to write than the normal stuff. If anyone says I'm padding the word count, I'm going to die…